Chapter 2: Puddlemere Canons?
Hermione actually got home before midnight last night. I was feeding Crookshanks when she trudged through the door looking tired and flustered. As usual, she neatly put her black cardigan and bag on the chair in the hallway and entered the kitchen and made oatmeal. My hot butterbeer was slowly cooling and my dinner, which consisted of a tuna sandwich from my favourite Muggle deli, sat next to it.
"How is the box coming along 'Mione?" I asked as I entered the kitchen. Her hair was very messy and she looked as if she would fall asleep any minute. I had never seen her this bad. I sat down across from her at the mahogany wood table and took a bit out of my sandwich. It was delicious.
"Terrible. I swear I will never volunteer my self to boxes again. Lieutenant Bosworth came asking when I'd be done. Isn't he still in your department? Doesn't he train you? I never knew until then that he was involved with the project. Harry also came by. I have to admit, don't you dare tell Ron or Harry this, you guys must be right. I feel terrible now that I am not taking my health into consideration…"
I was too busy chewing to answer but nodded and shook my head as she complained. She rarely does complain but when she does, don't contradict her if you don't want to be put in Saint Mungo's intensive care unit. Hermione and I have always been friends but after I finished Hogwarts and was tired of the Burrow, she let me stay with her.
"…I have been thinking about suggesting S.P.E.W. to Amos Diggory. Wonderful man, he's been so depressed though ever since, well, you know…"
I still was chewing as she went on about telling Diggory. Another good trait Hermione had was her love for S.P.E.W. A lot of people think it is just Riff- Raff, I am included in that statement, but Hermione will always stand by it. Why? I couldn't answer that.
"…Lockhart also has made a full…" I never did get to hear what happened to Lockhart. Hermione fell asleep. I sighed and look at her half-eaten oatmeal bowl. I guess I'll have to do it again.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Hermione's body raised a few inches and I moved her to her bed in our room.
I have to tell Harry that one.
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The Hustle and Bustle of the office was the main thing that woke me up in the mornings. I shared a cubicle with a really talkative girl named Renée. However Renée's smiling face was always nice to see in the morning.
"Bonjour Ginny! That 'Arry Potter boy waz 'ere a few minoots ago!" Renée was a graduate of Beaxbatons. When around her, Ginny was thankful her mother made her go to a primary school that taught French. Sometimes Renée would use French words in her sentences accidentally such as mon baton instead of my wand.
"Really? Where did he say to go?" I asked happily.
"Le canteen." I took a while for me to comprehend canteen as in cafeteria. I got lost on the way to since I generally ate in my cubical but after 10 minutes of searching I saw Harry sitting at a table.
"Sorry I'm late Harry! I got lost! Um you wanted to see me!" I asked. Harry's eyes looked as if he hadn't slept a wink the night before. Yet his hair was always messy.
"Err… yeah. Me and Ron got hold of some really good seats at the Puddlemere Cannons game-"
"Puddlemere Cannons?" I asked bewildered. Harry chuckled.
"Puddlemere United verse Chudley Cannons. Anyway, but Ron can't go because he has to raid the Nott manor and so I was wondering if you would like to go with me. Friday at 7.30. You get off training at 6.00 right?"
"Yes. I don't believe I have any previous engagements…" I put my hand behind my back and made a punching through the air sign. Harry just asked me out… well sort of… It was Quidditch and Quidditch was my all time favourite sport and the Chudley Cannons were my all time favourite team, despite the fact they often lost. Still it wasn't everyday someone you liked gave you a ticket to the game. The cafeteria was slowly emptying out for another work day. "Well I've got to go!" I suddenly remembered something as I ran out the door. "Oh! Harry!" Harry turned to face me, "All went according to plan, well...in a way, Hermione ate half a bowl of oatmeal and fell asleep while she was finishing it at…er…8.00, sir!" Harry laughed and turned to go, as he did I saw him mouth 'girls'.
I laughed, and I am sure had a new bounce in my step as I made my way to the Auror Training Unit.
